twenty times I can stake my life, even my honor, but my freedom I'll never sell
I am no longer capable of noble impulses; I am afraid of appearing ridiculous to myself
"Why do they all hate me?"
The very thought gives me infinite pleasure. There are moments when I understand the Vampire...[106] And yet I have the reputation of being a good fellow and try to live up to it!
Can it be, thought I, that my sole mission on earth is to destroy the hopes of others?
Fools should be so deep-contemplative
Can evil indeed be so attractive
